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[OPEN] stay a little longer

Cera the Golden Prince Posts: 419
Outcast atk: 5.5 | def: 9.5 | dam: 4.5
Stallion :: Pegasus :: 16.3hh :: 6 Years HP: 65 | Buff: NOVICE
Ilaria :: Red Panda :: Heal Brit
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Cera
the Golden Prince

He does not have to wait long for the silhouettes against the evening sky to appear, dark figures dancing against the distant horizon as they wander inland towards his booming voice. Even if he had stood there all evening, Cera wouldn't have been bothered - he was an unnervingly patient soul, and willing to remain in one place if it meant those in need of his keys could find him without difficulty. The Throat was expansive, after all. And Ilaria certainly wouldn't have found room to complain, as her sleep would be interrupted far fewer times if Cera stood still - not that his hindquarters were a bed thank you very much. Ilaria snorted at him through their bond, and the Prince cheerily ignored her. How many times had she awoken him in the dead of the night to journey to the Labyrinth for bamboo for a midnight snack? Payback was a bitch. 

The first maiden to appear is beautifully colorful, and he smiles in welcome as she wanders closer in silence. The pair had never met, but Cera knew with the lack of wings at her watercolor sides that she was undoubtedly in need of one regardless of their relationship to one another. Her kind face and shy approach was endearing, and Cera didn't speak, feeling as if it wasn't necessary with her quiet approach. Maybe she was a bashful sort? He didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable with his rather verbose personality. 

Until she turned, and Cera stared blankly at her, completely uncomprehending until he saw the colors on her side begin to move. He stared in awe, the particular display of magic enchanting, and realized that like Rasta, she had an impairment - one that probably kept her from speaking. And the image on her side was clearly an imitation of the keys on the frond lengths in front of him - a rudimentary necklace, but one that would last with the tight knots Ilaria had unwillingly tied in them. 

With a smile he picked one up and gestured for her to move closer so he could slip it around her neck and deposit it against her chest. 

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Messages In This Thread
stay a little longer - by Cera - 10-29-2016, 07:34 PM
RE: stay a little longer - by Xolani - 11-03-2016, 11:22 AM
RE: stay a little longer - by Cera - 11-19-2016, 02:42 AM

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